Kingdom Hearts Fan Fiction ❯ Price to Pay ❯ Price to Pay ( One-Shot )

Title: Price to Pay

Pairing: Saix/Marluxia

Warnings: NonCon, Anal, Yaoi, Bloodplay, Bondage

Description: Response to a Challenge by K.o.D. Bearing the brunt of Saix's anger was never something Marluxia planned on enduring.

Disclaimer: I neither own nor profit from the writing of this fic. I am merely borrowing without permission and will put them back when I am done.

 

 

“The boy is a threat, Xemnas.”

 

Amber eyes affixed him with a glare that should have been frightening but Saix had long stopped being intimidated by it. He crossed his arms over his chest, frowning intently and wrinkling the scar on his brow.

 

A moment passed. Two. Possibly even three. It didn't matter because Saix wasn't counting. He would wait the rest of the day if that was what it took for him to be acknowledged.

 

Xemnas' head tilted back down to his desk as he returned his attention to his papers, pen scratching back across the surface. “Your opinion is duly noted, Saix,” he intoned, sounding not the least bit interested.

 

Gritting his teeth, Saix bit down on the impertinent reply that was on the edge of his lips. He took a deep breath. “He may be the Key of Destiny but how do we know that his destiny is going to give us Kingdom Hearts and not destroy us?”

 

“Because he is one of us,” Xemnas replied shortly, a slight bit of irritation entering his tenor. His eyes flickered to another document, frowning when it didn't contain the information he sought. “Our goal is the restoration of our hearts, nothing else matters.”

 

“Yes, I realize that,” Saix responded through clenched teeth. “But if you had--”

 

Xemnas interrupted him before he could even finish. “If you have nothing more important to add, then leave,” the Superior stated coldly. “I have work to do.”

 

Golden eyes narrowed, though Xemnas couldn't be bothered to look up and notice. “If you insist,” Saix hissed, frustration upwelling in him so quickly, he had to restrain himself from acting upon it.

 

“I do,” Xemnas replied. “You are dismissed, Saix.”

 

Setting his jaw, Saix turned on his heels and exited the Superior's office. He was treated as the second-in-command, yet for all the respect it commanded, he was given very little. His opinions were dismissed as if they meant nothing and he knew, he knew that the boy was not something they should take lightly. There was a strange fire burning in his eyes that did not match with the others. And that impertinent firestarter taking a liking to him only further served to prove his point.

Yet, Xemnas refused to listen! A growl threatening to emerge from his lips, Saix threw open the doors to the hallway and stormed outside, daring anyone to cross his path. Time and time again he had been dismissed and by now, one would think he would be taken seriously. It was as if his words were mere flutterances in Xemnas' ears, the whispers of a buzzing insect to be swatted away at a moment's notice.

 

It was ridiculous and he was fucking sick of it.

 

With a snarl, Saix stalked down the hallway, fury pumping through his veins. He scarcely noticed the minor Nobodies as he passed, feeling as if his eyes were shooting fire. He rapidly turned a corner, his shoulder knocking into a person as he passed. He only idly noticed that it was Demyx, and when the boy's pained squawks attracted his attention, he turned around and glared with such intensity that the ninth member of the Organization squeaked. Demyx jumped and turned tail, running in the opposite, albeit safe direction.

 

That made Saix feel only marginally better. He still had the urge to destroy something, however. Xemnas' words kept echoing in his mind and if the Superior wasn't so much stronger than him, he would take out his frustrations on the man. As it were, he knew better than to waste his half-life. He might not have had a heart, but he was in no hurry to be destroyed either.

 

“For an entity that doesn't have emotions, your immature anger seems to be quite active,” a voice stated, floating out of an open doorway somewhere to Saix's right. He snarled, whirling to face the speaker, his fury spiking when he caught sight of none other than the Cloaked Schemer, one of the few Nobody's that Saix openly despised.

 

His face twisted with annoyance. “Don't you have food to be cooking?” the Luna Diviner hissed, hand clenching into fists at his side. He clenched his teeth in an attempt to restrain himself from attacking the other man. After all, blood, while a nice color splashed over the walls, was rather difficult to clean.

 

Zexion regarded him coolly, his face impassive as always. “If I could feel it, I would pity you,” he responded with a hint of satisfaction. “But as it is, I can only regard you with some level of disdain.” Without another word, he turned and slid back into the darkness of the open doorway behind him, cloaking himself in obscurity as he was fond to do.

 

Shaking from the need to vent his rage, Saix gnashed his teeth and whirled on his heels. The urge to destroy and rant surged up as he headed for the lower levels, knowing he could at least rip through some Heartless without any recriminations. Xemnas' words continued to ripple through his mind, darkening his mood even further.

 

His nose twitched suddenly as the unmistakable scent of flowers and greenery floated his direction. There was only person that could have been. Marluxia. Amber eyes narrowed as he swiveled his gaze towards a hallway, most likely leading to Marluxia's garden. Outside of Zexion and that flaming idiot Axel, the Graceful Assassin was the one Nobody that curried all of Saix's distaste.

 

And the last time they had spoken to each other, Marluxia had had the nerve to mock him directly in front of Xemnas. Belittling his plans and making him look like a fool in the face of his Superior. To make matters worse, Xemnas was fond of Marluxia, proud of one of his newest acquisitions and the power contained in that pink-haired nuisance's body.

 

Suddenly, ripping Heartless to pieces didn't sound half as fulfilling as tearing up Marluxia's garden. A cruel smirk twisting his lips, Saix stormed down the hall and shoved open the doors to the garden, finding himself out in the bright sun that smelled far too fruity for his tastes. A quick scan informed him that Marluxia was not present. Not that it mattered.

 

He thrust his hand to the side, his claymore appearing in a swirl of dark tendrils. Gripping the weapon tightly, Saix stalked over to a stand of pansy pink roses and sliced, smirking as petals and leaves fluttered to the ground. A small bit of satisfaction forced its way through the haze of his rage and he turned, aiming for a bed of some type of flower, not that he cared to know what it was.

 

“What the hell do you think you're doing!” A voice suddenly demanded from the doorway, somehow managing to pierce his destructive thoughts. He recognized that annoying tone immediately.

 

Saix slashed through another plant. “You're not stupid despite appearances,” he sniped without even bothering to look at the other man. “I think it's obvious what I'm doing.”

 

Blue eyes narrowed. “Get the fuck out of my garden,” Marluxia demanded as he stormed into his garden, booted feet squishing through the dirt and over the crumpled remains of his plants. Until he managed to lay his eyes on Saix's face. Marluxia sneered as he suddenly drew up short, crossing his arms over his chest.

 

“Xemnas ignoring you again?” he taunted smugly, pleased that he could annoy Number Seven. There were few more interesting ways to spend his time. “Well, I wouldn't listen to any of your foolish talk either.”

 

Saix's hands clenched around the hilt of his weapon as he gritted his teeth, any measure of calm he might have gained already dispersing under a rising wave of wrath. It was no longer enough to destroy a few of the bastard's plants.

 

Smirking, Marluxia waved a hand through the air and turned his back to the other man, reaching for one of the tattered vines. A small pulse of power and he was lovingly coaxing it back to life. “Go take your frustrations out on something that actually cares.”

 

“Who are you to talk?” Saix snarled, dispersing his weapon with an angry flick of his wrist. “You're the lowest rank of all of us outside of that bitch and child!”

 

Yet, Marluxia ignored him, uncaring for the other Nobody's fury. He did not fear the man in the slightest. Instead, he moved on to another damaged plant, a Venus flytrap, and coaxed the predatory creature to return to full bloom. A strange sound, that could have been the flower purring, filled the air as Marluxia trailed his fingers over the greening stem.

 

Unfortunately for the Graceful Assassin, that was the last straw in Saix's eyes. His fury exploded and Saix snapped. Not only overlooked by the Superior but also disregarded by that... prissy, flower-boy as well, who should have been a girl for all the prancing and pink fucking hair! He was sick and tired of it, goddamn tired of it!

 

With a snarl, Saix stalked across the garden and grabbed Marluxia by his fucking pink hair. Before the younger man could react, he threw him to the ground. Immediately, Marluxia lashed out at him with a fist but Saix smoothly avoided the punch with a twist to the side. He followed the flower boy down, quickly straddling Marluxia's body and grabbing those violent hands, shoving them to the ground.

 

“What the hell do you think you're doing!” Marluxia shouted, struggling violently. He opened his mouth again, to summon the aid of his plants, but Saix quickly covered it with his own lips.

 

He violently jabbed his tongue inside and quickly withdrew before Marluxia bit down on it. He absorbed every angered cry, Marluxia's wiggling and twisting beneath him causing his cock to swell and throb with desire. An idea began to form in his head, the perfect way to dominate Marluxia and not be ignored. If he couldn't kill the damn Nobody, then this was the next best thing.

 

Marluxia bucked beneath him as Saix broke off the kiss but he rode out the motion easily. He dipped his head and latched his mouth onto Marluxia's pale throat, teeth digging into the other man's flesh. Blood welled up immediately and his lips pulled back into a smirk as he lapped up the tiny crimson droplets. A stifled cry escaped Marluxia's lips at the unexpected pain before he clamped his mouth down on any further noise.

 

His warm tongue laved across the flesh presented to him, admiring the straining muscles. “You can't ignore this,” Saix hissed, his eyes beginning to burn with an insane glint. He very well sounded like a madman.

 

“What the fuck are you talking about?” Marluxia demanded through clenched teeth. “You've lost your damn mind, Saix. Get off me!” He jerked his body upwards to break free but Saix used the motion against him.

 

Yanking the Graceful Assassin towards him, he flipped the pink-haired Nobody's body over and pulled his arms behind his back. Transferring his hands to one tight grasp, Saix ripped open Marluxia's over cloak. He jerked it off him enough to restrain his hands, twisting the ends of it to form a binding. As Marluxia snarled again, prepared to cast a spell, Saix pulled off one of his own gloves with his teeth and jammed it into the man's mouth.

 

“I think it's better if you don't speak,” he commented maliciously. The muffled sound of an angered voice reached his ears, Marluxia's intent clear. Saix emitted a dark chuckle as he stared down at his captive, finding he rather liked the man bound up and helpless. Even better that he was gagged and he wouldn't have to listen to that condescending tone.

 

Hazy golden eyes turned towards his captive as he jerked on Marluxia's arms and pulled the younger Nobody closer. Marluxia's body strained in its awkward position, back bowed uncomfortably. Saix's cock leapt at the sight of Marluxia's pale chest, and pretty, pink nipples. They were just begging to be marked and he couldn't resist scraping his nails across the ivory flesh, watching as four bright red marks blossomed in the fair skin. More blood welled up, beading across the scratched flesh.

 

Marluxia growled in his throat, blue eyes furious as he chewed on the glove in his mouth but was unable to spit it out. He jerked his body, twisting it violently to the side as he pushed at the ground with his knees but there was no escape for him. Smirking at Marluxia's ineffectual efforts, Saix shoved the flower boy forward with one hand, sending him face first to the ground.

 

He grunted as he stroked, half-rolling his body so that he wasn't breathing in dirt. Saix yanked on his arms again, forming an uncomfortable position that strained Marluxia's neck and had his ass propped up in the air. A very disconcerting position.

 

Keeping one hand firmly on Marluxia's bound wrists, preventing the man from squirming away, Saix reached forward with his unoccupied hand. It busied itself in undoing Marluxia's Organization-issued pants, the zipper sliding down with an absurdly loud noise in the stillness of the garden. A muffled noise of protest escaped Marluxia's mouth as Saix gripped the slacks and wrenched them downwards, just enough to reveal the well-formed, pale globes.

 

Saix's arousal ached within his pants, pushing rigidly within its confines at the sight and straining at the black leather. If he had known the pink-haired man was that arousing beneath the leather he might have thought of such a punishment sooner. One hand gripped a plump cheek before he leaned over and bit down, leaving a half-circle of teeth marks in Marluxia's ass. The flower-boy growled and attempted to squirm away, but his loosely draping pants restricted his movement and Saix's hold was relentlessly strong.

 

Lapping up the bitter taste of Marluxia's blood from the wound, Saix pulled back and trailed his fingers down the seam of Marluxia's ass. One digit found the puckered entrance and without any warning, he pressed it inside, hissing as clamping heat surrounding his finger. Marluxia made another muffled noise as his inner walls clenched reflexively on the intrusion.

 

“Tight,” Saix growled in approval, golden eyes beginning to darken to a honey-color with lust. “I'm going to enjoy this.” He twisted the finger cruelly, watching with avid expression as Marluxia's hands strained at the bindings, which wouldn't budge.

 

A low thrum of excitement began to build within the Luna Diviner as he watched Marluxia struggle. He quickly inserted another finger, enjoying the way the flower boy squirmed. Heat clamped around his digits and he licked his lips when Marluxia arched in an attempt to get away.

 

“Oh?” he questioned, his tone mocking as he curled his fingers deliberately. “You don't want this?”

 

Marluxia whipped his head around, pink hair flying as he shot the older Nobody a glare over his shoulder, promising death and torture. He was breathing heavily around the glove in his mouth as his blue eyes blazed with fury, wishing that Saix would spontaneously combust on the spot.

 

“Well, too bad,” Saix intoned, releasing his stranglehold on Marluxia's bound hands and reaching for his own pants. “This is the price you pay for ignoring me.” He quickly unzipped the leather, drawing out his own aching arousal.

 

He twisted his fingers again in Marluxia's entrance as he stroked himself, a minute shudder wracking his body at the sensation. With the clamping heat on his fingers, he could only imagine what it would feel like to bury himself within the younger man and his grasping walls.

 

Reluctantly releasing his cock, he grabbed Marluxia's hips with both his hands and jerked them towards him. He positioned the head of his arousal against Marluxia's entrance. A muffled sound of displeasure gurgled in Marluxia's throat as his movements became a bit more frantic. It only served to incite Saix more.

 

“I do apologize,” Saix said, not sounding the least bit contrite. “But I can't be bothered to acquire the proper lubrication. This will hurt.”

 

He snapped his hips forward, thrusting directly into Marluxia. At the first sign of resistance, he didn't slow in the slightest, but pushed through. The flower boy let out a whimper, crying out in pain into the glove stuffed in his mouth. His entire body arched with agony in an erotic fashion. Saix ignored him, however, his hands tightening on Marluxia's hips as he buried himself to the hilt.

 

A small, pleased gasp escaped his mouth once he felt the frantically spasming walls around his shaft, clenching hotly on him. Without giving the Graceful Assassin anytime to adjust, he quickly pulled out and set a punishing pace, drilling his aching arousal into the other man.

 

He could feel the warmth of blood on his cock, some of it trickling out of the other man and leaking down his leg in a thin trail. Another dark chuckle escaped Saix's lips as he panted lightly, pleasure a buzz along his spine. Golden eyes raked over the fall of pink hair over the pale flesh of Marluxia's back and the darkened red flush to the skin.

 

Shifting his position, Saix pumped his hips harder, fingers gripping so tightly that he was certain they would leave bruises behind. Marluxia had collapsed limply, his body wracked with pain and the unbidden tears slipping from his eyes were only part and parcel.

 

“You will not ignore me again!” Saix hissed, half-imagining that it was Xemnas that he was fucking, that it was Xemnas who was submissive and not ignoring him. That the Superior was forced to listen as Saix spoke his plans and that it was Xemnas under his control.

 

His desire surged at the thought and he shuddered, his hips driving forward. He jerked as he reached his climax and suddenly pulling out, he came all over Marluxia's back and thighs, spraying pale flesh with his seed. A muffled noise rattled in the Graceful Assassin's throat and Saix could only admire his handiwork. Both semen and blood trickling down the impertinent man's legs.

 

Once the tremors subsided, he released Marluxia, allowing the flower Nobody to collapse to the ground, shuddering and covered with fluid. Yet, he managed to twist his body to direct a deathly stare to Saix, the effect lost when ringed by tear tracks.

 

“You really do look like a ravaged flower,” Saix remarked coldly as he rose to his feet. He tucked in his spent shaft, and zipped his pants, idly noting that he would need to bathe. He looked down at the Graceful Assasin, a smirk tugging on his features.

 

Marluxia immediately scowled and tried to lash at him with a booted foot, but the pain radiating from his back prevented him from finishing the move. Saix chuckled in dark amusement before he crouched in front of the other Nobody.

 

“You were adequate,” he commented as he plucked at the glove in Marluxia's mouth and pried it free. “Perhaps I shall have to visit you again,” he finished tonelessly, slipping his glove back on and wriggling his fingers to restore their usual comfortable fit.

 

Blue eyes glared coldly as Marluxia struggled to rise, an unbidden cry of pain escaping him before he could stop it. He winced at the ache in his body, arms straining at the bindings. “You bastard,” he hissed, voice raspy from his throaty growls. “I'm going to kill you for this.”

 

Saix smirked and bowed mockingly, his golden eyes gleaming on either side of his scar. “I look forward to the day.” He flicked one hand at the other Nobody as he turned and stomped through another bed of flowers, heading for the doorway. They crunched beneath his feet, stems split in two.

 

“But I guarantee you won't disregard me again.”

 

Marluxia's angered, raspy curses floated after him as he departed yet, he only laughed, feeling incredibly better than he had before. The irritation was still there, the annoyance with not being taken seriously, but he had worked out his anger. He would have to remember such a method for the future.

 

Saix never noticed the pair of eyes that watched his exit, nor could he ponder exactly how long they had been there.

 

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A/N: With that done, I feel I must say this: Rape is a terrible, terrible thing. I do not approve of the act of rape. I simply took on a challenge in an effort to improve my writing and stretch out my skills.

 

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